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"We don't have to talk."
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@dxsole
"We don't have to talk."
@dxsole | Didi said "stop comparing yourself, it's pointless."
Maybe so, but actually doing that is easier said than done. When he was a child, he was the favourite toy. There was no need to compare. Now, he's just. A guy. It's harder not to strive to stand out in comparison to the multitude of other people who also do what he does.
"Okay, well. You're a standout and you know it." A shrug. "I'm a great guy and I know it, but I know it because I do compare myself to all the gronks out there."
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Music often made tending to the ordinary aspects of living that much more pleasant. And Zora had found themself deeply enjoying listening to a lot of Setau's musical choices. Truly between the two of them and their tastes being so wide-ranging in total, the sheer variety of music made for a wondrous experience in sharing space together.
And so it was no surprise that Zora had found themself lightly humming along. What they were a little bit surprised by was Setau taking their hand, which had them standing up in short order.
"Oh I'd love to dance..." they spoke with a lightness to their tone - glad to have this private moment of delight.
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"Why're you always jinglin' n' clinkin'?"
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"I definitely got your lip there." Billie teases, meaning with her own but making note to be more careful with her wandering fingers. She hasn't moved very far away from his face, her warm brown eyes framed by long lashes meeting his own framed with burlap.
That wiggly little smile is one of her favourites, and in the interest of inspiring another, Billie presses another warm kiss to his lips - hand falling from his mask to curl around Philo's shoulders.
Unbeknownst to her, when she pulls away a little this time, there's a smear of greasepaint across her smiling lips - a mark that she'll wear proudly, once attention is called to it.
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Deep breath, eyes closed. "...I don't think I understand what's going on." // From 85 to David!
"What? They didn't tell you exactly who you're looking for?" Yeah... welcome to the club of many others. Although she was smarter than most, she cracked him pretty quickly, even though the only thing she knew was that he was more than some ordinary wanted guy. In this moment, he realized how actually tired he was from running. Maybe he needed to hide on some far, desolate island somewhere in Norway, but even there, they would eventually find him and try to kill him or bring him back and do fuck knows what. "So what did they tell you? A deserter? A renegade? A terrorist? Their imagination isn't really wide."
❛ did anyone see me fall? ❜ // from Princess!Didi to Holly! @dxsole from here !!
Often does it feel watching over the princess is like having a child. King Jasper is too busy commanding the royal guard and often figuring out the small folks problems, as he should, but that leaves Princess Didi in the hands of her maidens. It's hard for Jessamine and Holly to have a hold on her. The princess has such a rebellious spirit, and Holly admires her for it, even if it makes things harder to handle.
Didi had made one of her many escapes, often as she does when her father is home and insists she is too. But when does the princess ever want to be home ?? A vine had snapped, sending Didi onto her back- THANKFULLY she was no more than two feet off the ground at the time. Otherwise there would have been a mess to clean up and the king would be short an heir.
" No, your Grace, I don't believe anyone has. " Except Holly did. " Are you okay ?? "
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How long had it been now since they'd reconnected? Since that chance encounter on the street when Kevin had thought he had seen a ghost...a couple weeks at least, though Kevin couldn't remember exactly how many. The passage of time had always been a hard thing for him to grasp. He had figured it was the effect of the pills, but it would seem that this particular quirk was just a side effect of whatever was going on in his brain naturally. However long it had been, this time with Evgeni had started to make him feel more like...well, just feel more in general. It made him want to share things that until previously he kept well out of reach of anyone but himself.
And even he was on thin ice.
It was late, the two of them lounging on the couch not doing very much at all, which Kevin was finding he actually quite enjoyed. The weight of the other resting on him was soothing, but not quite so much that Kevin could maintain the cozy silence forever. "So...I've been reading about intergenerational curses."